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“Hey there, pretty boy.” Dimitrios greeted with a wicked grin.

“Hi.” Remi said, looking up at him as his heart pounded in his chest in anticipation.

“Let’s go.”

Chapter 7

Late Night at the Office

RemifollowedDimitriostothe banks of elevators and into one of them, watching as the alpha hit the button for the top floor.

The elevator zoomed upward and Remi watched the little numbers above the doors count until it finally stopped and they stepped out. Most of the lights were off on this floor as well, but other than that, the place looked exactly like the offices he had seen in TV shows and movies. They wound their way through a series of halls and finally entered a large, elegantly decorated office.

Remi knew it must be Dimitrios' because his scent was strong, like he’d spent a lot of hours in this place. The office was large, but the dominant features were the desk that dominated the center of the space, and the far wall, which was entirely floor-to-ceiling windows.

Remi shrugged out of his backpack and set it on the ground beside the desk. He looked up at Dimitrios and the alpha gave him a cocky half-smile, before turning and walking behind his desk. He sat in his big, leather chair and looked at Remi expectantly, crooking a finger.

“Come here sweetheart.”

Remi did as he was told, walking around the desk to stand in front of Dimitrios. The alpha was just as sexy as Remi had pictured sitting at this desk in his dark suit. Remi felt the soft silk of his panties shift against his skin and it caused a jolt of arousal to shiver down his spine and coil into a hot, needful tension in his belly. He wanted to show him his gift.

“I… I got you something, alpha.” Remi’s face went warm as he watched the pleasant surprise light up Dimitrios' eyes.

“And what is it?” The alpha held a hand out as if waiting for Remi to put something in it.

“I have to show you.”

“Okay, Baby. Show me.”

Remi reached for the edge of the hoodie and pulled it off, dropping it to the floor, quickly followed by his t-shirt. He toed off his socks and shoes, but hesitated at the button of his jeans.

“Close your eyes.” Remi whispered softly and Dimitrios did as requested.

Remi pushed his jeans down and kicked them aside. He felt horribly and perfectly exposed in just his red silk panties, the big wall of windows on one side. He pushed his blond hair back and took a few steps back to give the alpha a full view of him.

“Okay. Open them.”

Dimitrios blinked his eyes open and looked at the omega, now wearing nothing but red silk panties. His cock pulsed and his balls ached like he was about to cum. His pretty boy was so obedient.

“Oh, Baby… look at you. You’re so pretty for me. Turn around, let me see the back.”

Remi did as he was told and Dimitrios groaned at the sight of his perfect ass in red silk and delicate lace.

“Come here, pretty boy. Come sit in Daddy’s lap.”

Remi’s knees were weak, his stomach in knots as he turned back around and rushed forward to the alpha, almost losing his balance and catching himself on Dimitrios' shoulders. He climbed up into the alpha’s lap, straddling him. The omega felt himself getting pulled back into his submissive headspace, where all he knew were the alpha’s commands, and his need to please him, to be good for him.

“Do you like them?” Remi asked, hands moving down to run fingertips over the soft silk.

“I love them, Baby.”

Dimitrios carded his fingers through Remi’s hair and grabbed a handful of it, not gripping hard enough to hurt, just enough to control his movements. He leaned forward and gently bit the omega’s bottom lip, tugging on it with his teeth for a moment before pulling back.

“You’re such a good boy. Looking so pretty just for me. Wearing silk panties for Daddy. I think you deserve a reward sweetheart. You want me to give you a reward, Baby?”

“Yes… please. I’ve been good…. I’ll be good for you. I promise.”

Remi didn’t even know what he was saying, he was just rambling whatever nonsense came to his head. He wanted Dimitrios to kiss him, to touch him, anything. He felt himself leaking slick, and tears filled his eyes as he realized he was ruining the panties. He couldn’t help getting wet when the alpha was talking so dirty to him. He swayed forward wanting to kiss Dimitrios, but the hand in his hair stopped him. He hiccupped a little sob as he was overwhelmed by his need for affection, for attention.


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